Martial King’s Retired Life

Come to him.

After this sentence, there is a utterly indescribable sword energy, and the flaming red is close to the dazzling red. Compared with Murong Song's all-seeing swordsmanship, this sword seems to be simple and boring. However, if you ask who saw the moment when the young man came out, the answer is no. The sword was incredibly fast. Almost when the sound of the sword rang, the sword was swept into front of the opponent. If Murong Song's swordsmanship is an achievement that can be earned by diligence, the red-haired young man's sword symbolizes the most enviable existence on the kendo journey. That's another way to learn the sword, and even the opposite.

genius.

Mi Sword-When you put it in your hand, you can find out how to use the weapon. When you see the enemy, you instinctively know how to see the blood-sealed throat. He is like the poison in the swordsman, the poisonous snake in the sword, can only play a role related to death.

The pale red-haired young man, the killer of Lushan, Lingxue Zhao, the indescribable frenzy floated under his eyes.

Ling Xuezhao hasn't killed anyone for months after the battle without sky cliff. It is rare for this swordsman madman to prove his sword by killing. That-after the war, Ling Xuezhao fell into distress, a distress that no one could kill.

Since the battle with the demon guardianship, it has become increasingly difficult for him to find decent opponents. -The martial arts master is nothing to him

Often hit the -half, abandon the sword on their own, lie down on the ground, sleep loudly, and let his men clean up. In the end, even the sword

This problem child who has been absent from homework in the morning and evening every day since the age of his disciples was originally Ling Han Zhong Yi-Heart Disease in Lushan. He didn't like uncontrolled people, but it was a pity to use Ling Xuezhao's strength. Later, the blood that he killed every time he ran out of the task made Ling Hanzhong have a headache.

But never once, Ling Hanzhong was so eager that he could exert the killing power of that day, killing this, this-he unexpectedly-time could not find words to describe.

Today, Ling Xuezhao finally found another opponent worthy of a sword. The sword qi suddenly condensed into a huge red mountain, as if to penetrate the opponent

Ling Hanzhong's hand trembled unexpectedly, and shouted, "Blood photo! Kill this-" but to no avail.

Ling Xuezhao ’s sword, before Ling Hanzhong ’s words, was already handed in front of Mingfeizhen ’s throat, matching his slow pace, as if Mingfeizhen sent his neck to Ling Xuezhao ’s sword. tip. When the sword tip and the throat skin were about to come into contact, the skin fell down-a pit pattern that seemed not to be small.

One blood! Blood! Deeper! Again

When was the real hand raised? No one saw it.

Only knowing that Ling Xuezhao handed out that sword, Ming Fei really did this. It seems that his actions are not very eye-catching. Compared with that, the disappearance of the murderous red sword is even more obvious.

No one saw when it was clear that it was really moving-including a photo of Ling Xue ejecting a straight line of blood in the air-and no one found it. It wasn't until they found out that Ming Fei's single-handed sword-fingered action was strange and seemed to be missing something. Only then did they discover that they were not on the scene, and they thought they would count to kill their opponents.

Ling Xuezhao's stagnation time was unexpectedly long. When he and the blood slumped at the same time, Ling Hanzhong's heart was suddenly--

The youth in front of him is a full monster. The failures of Murong Song and Ling Xuezhao are not one of the things people can do--they can't even take a hit.

Ming Fei slowly put away the black knife, didn't stop at his feet, and still said lightly, "Next."

"Conger! Conger !!" Qi is the first truth. Of course, Mingfei really cannot defeat the hundred masters behind him, nor can he compete with the sword sword team after that. -Even the two masters are frustrated. If all the high-ranking players in Lushan Sword Concept are defeated, morale will cause an indelible blow, and the results of today's war may be rewritten. What is the difference between this and his choice of Lushan Jianguan? Ling Hanzhong hated his teeth.

Plus E to push in front of the master, if you do not clean up this guy soon, it will be his Ling Hanzhong soon-this idea, but he tried to escape in his heart.

"Conger is here.

The young voice sounded beside Ling Xuezhao. Gao Daying's short-haired young man didn't know when he came to Ling Xuezhao. Ling Xuezhao thus fell, he emerged from the crowd, and single-handedly removed Ling Xuezhao's fall, holding him in his vest to securely catch it, but did not let him fall.

The young man had a baby face, and his appearance was very immature. He seemed to be only ten years old, including his behavior, revealing the sunshine of the teenagers that affected people's judgment of age. He grinned. As if the spring breeze was blowing his face, in this dangerous situation,

But in fact, he is already 22 years old this year, and he is also the 28th view-viewer, ranking fourth in Lushan Sword View.

The short-haired doll-year-old youth-photographed in the back of Ling Xuezhao, slightly-lucky, his face shows the color of Qinglei sneaking. Ling Xuezhao suddenly trembled violently throughout her body, squirting violently. Although her consciousness has not been restored, her complexion has returned to ruddy.

Ling Hanzhong couldn't help but wonder, Ling Xuezhao's internal injuries did not even dare to say that he could open up the meridians within three or five days and let him be able to pass through the inner yuan. What a profound cultivation! Suddenly increased.

"Conger! Bring your six swordsmen from Tiancongguan-get up and let him know the power of my Lushan Jianguan!

The baby-faced youth couldn't bear it: "Uncle, Xuezhao's injury is not fatal, he didn't kill him.

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